Chapter 3: Ribbon

Kari landed on her back with a sickening crack, as she groaned.

"Come on, just a little faster," a soft, but deep voice said, a man with kind of long brown hair standing over her, his deep brown eyes reflecting her golden ones, as he smiled.

"I'm tired, please can we just stop," she pleaded.

"Kronos said to train you all day," the man replied frowning.

"It's been hours, and I'm immortal so I don't pay much attention to pain, but I'm pretty sure I just broke something," she said not even bothering to sit up.

"Well okay, but just this once," he said holding out his hand, which she took, but the moment she started to stand up she screamed and let go, falling onto her back again with a grunt.

"Ow yeah, definitely broke something," she muttered the man talking a small golden square out of his pocket, Kari allowing him to put it into her mouth, slowly chewing it.

"Popcorn?" she asked just before swallowing.

"Been a while hasn't it, you don't even remember it, it's ambrosia the gods still allow me to get some, it helps demigods heal so maybe it'll help you too," he said gently helping her sit up, propping herself again the smooth bronze wall wincing.

"Here I got something for you," said the man, pulling out a black ribbon with 'KTaarri' written on it in Ancient Greek.

"Our names intertwined. Isn't that a sign of servitude?" Kari asked.

"It's also like a non deadly empathy link, it would be stronger if my whole name fit."

"It's still great Tartarus, plus remember my full name with fits," Kari said tying the ribbon around her ankle.

"Yea, but who can remember that?" asked Tartarus.

"Mtnaermtoasryunse," responded Kari slowly but in a definite tone, Tartarus giving her a surprised look, then they both started laughing Kari soon letting out a sleepy yawn and leaned against him.

"Go on and take a nap, I'll make sure your brother doesn't come back and wake you," he whispered.

"Thanks," Kari breathed falling asleep instantly.